A Young Woman's Heart

"Who is it? Coming!" Hua Yinyin didn't bother to wipe the crumbs from the corner of her mouth. She ran barefoot to the door and opened it a crack.

Standing outside the door was Huang Zhengyang, and behind him was the woman with purple hair.

"Oh, Xiaoxi's brother, what's wrong?"

"Your mom told me to wake you up before she left, haha..." Huang Zhengyang scratched his head, "Looks like... you're up?"

"Ugh, I just got up." Hua Yinyin pouted. "My mom is really something..."

"By the way, have you had breakfast? I made some myself, and I still have some at home. I can get it for you if you want."

"No need, I'll just eat bread." Hua Yinyin squinted at the smiling purple-haired woman. "You two... are you going on a date? Ugh, Xiao Xi is left at home again."

"Ha, haha..." Huang Zhengyang laughed awkwardly twice, "Uh... Xiao Xi actually left a long time ago, his girlfriend came to pick him up."

"Tsk tsk, you two brothers." Hua Yinyin clicked her tongue. "Alright, alright, go out and have some fun, but don't show off in front of me."

"No... Okay, then we're leaving."

Bye-bye!

Hua Yinyin slammed the door shut and scurried back to the sofa.

The air conditioner kept blowing cold air, gradually making the living room cooler.

Hua Yinyin gulped down her milk, enjoying her decadent day.

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Chapter 306 Industrial Waste Style Decoration

(One)

"Whoosh..." Mo Xueyao gently pressed the brake, placed her legs on the foot pedals and stopped pressing them, then slowly stopped in front of the tightly closed iron gate.

The city was already as hot as an oven, but this peninsula was relatively cool, probably because there was a small river nearby and the surrounding vegetation was lush enough.

The somewhat dilapidated iron gate was repaired, and the walls next to it were also patched with bricks, but it was not painted; it was just roughly smeared with cement.

The small door next to the large iron gate had a new lock. Mo Xueyao took out a bunch of keys from her schoolbag, searched for a while, and finally found the key. She turned it and opened the door, and the two of them pushed their bicycles inside.

Mo Xueyao had originally planned to relax at home with the air conditioning on and do some practice papers, but her father called and insisted that she come to the warehouse to do her homework.

They even said it was cool and quiet here, with no one to bother you.

In addition, he said that the renovation was almost complete and the house was ready to move in, which made Mo Xueyao unable to resist coming over to see for herself.

Anyway, today is the first day of the holiday, so it's okay to waste a little time. Just treat it as a way to relax.

The yard was still overgrown with weeds, but a section of cement road had been paved from the large iron gate to the warehouse entrance, and another path was a gravel path, probably paved with leftover pebbles.

The rusty oil drums that were originally piled up everywhere were stacked together and strung together with wire to form a makeshift platform.

The reason I recognized this as the rostrum was because my father had planted a bamboo pole next to it with a red flag hanging on it.

In addition, you can see many places where waste is reused, all of which reveal the father's imaginative and whimsical ideas.

Under the faucet by the warehouse door, a makeshift pool was made from a half-cut old tire, and next to it was a bathroom that looked like it was for outdoor showering.

This thing is even more outrageous. It's made of recycled plastic that's woven together, and presumably to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, it's secured with two wooden stakes driven into the mud.

Mo Xueyao stopped her bicycle, glanced at the water pipe extending into the plastic house, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Li Wanyan had already pushed open the small door and entered the warehouse before her. The scene before her made even her mouth drop open.

"!!..."

"?!..."

Mo Xueyao curiously went over to take a look and found that there was a bus in the huge warehouse. Upon closer inspection, she realized that it was not a complete bus, but the body shell of a bus, that is, the upper part with the tires removed. Judging from the appearance, the engine and other parts had probably been removed.

Without a doubt, this thing must have been brought in from the roller shutter door.

Mo Xueyao pressed the switch next to the small door, and the huge roller shutter door slowly rose, letting in the golden sunlight, along with the dappled shadows of the trees.

In terms of natural lighting alone, few buildings can compare to it.

The car body, which took up a lot of space, was so eye-catching that the two of them couldn't help but walk forward quickly to take a closer look.

This is the body of an old-fashioned bus. Because it is square and has almost no curves, it looks like it was built in the 1960s or 70s.

This bus occupies a considerable area, but it only has one boarding door, located near the front of the vehicle.

The car body has definitely not been repainted, because in several places the silver metal underneath the yellow paint is exposed, and in some corners there are already red rust spots.

Mo Xueyao walked around the car. The windshield was intact, and the headlight covers were carefully wiped clean.

The rear windows were not all intact; some were probably shattered, so they were covered with very thin metal plates and simply nailed to the car.

Apart from a few windows that were like this, the other windows were clean and bright. It seems that even though it was just a car shell, my father had still kept it clean.

There was a rope on the car door about a third of the way from the front of the car. Li Wanyan tentatively pulled it outwards, and the door folded open with a whoosh.

Upon entering the vehicle, it was discovered that all seats except the driver's seat had been removed.

The driver's seat had obviously been removed and washed; as you approached, you could smell the faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

"What's the point of keeping this?" Mo Xueyao sat down with some curiosity and fiddled with the steering wheel. It was like a toy, able to be turned at will with almost no resistance.

"study."

"Huh? Really? Hmm—it seems so?"

Right next to the driver's seat was a low cabinet made of old wood, while on the side by the window was a bookshelf that my father had made himself, fitting perfectly into the gap between the seat and the driver's window.

The original center console was completely dismantled and turned into various kinds of storage shelves.

Mo Xueyao also tried adjusting the chair and found that it could be reclined, which meant that she could lie down comfortably to read.

There's a raised section at the back, which was probably originally for the engine, but now it seems to be used as a stool.

Li Wanyan squatted down and groped around for a while, discovering that it could actually be opened. After lifting it, there was a space underneath where things could be placed, but it was empty at the moment, with nothing inside.

Leaving the study at the front of the car, the living room is located where you come up from the car door.

There are two old single sofas here, and in the middle of the sofas is a small metal coffee table that was reassembled from the old discarded shelves that were previously piled up here.

Directly opposite the sofa was a TV cabinet. Its drawers were rotten and unusable, but my father applied varnish to the rotten parts, sanded them down, and preserved some of the rotten marks to make its surface smooth again.

A black and white television set sits on the TV cabinet, with two tall antennas standing upright like two braids.

"Ah...it's that black and white TV from the fruit shop. I was wondering why I hadn't seen it lately." Mo Xueyao tried pressing the switch and found that it was actually powered on.

This electricity certainly wasn't from the car body itself; it must have come from the warehouse. The wires were simply hidden, or Mo Xueyao hadn't noticed them, which is why she hadn't seen them.

“If there’s power…” Mo Xueyao blinked, then suddenly ran back to the center console at the front of the car. There were several buttons there that hadn’t been removed, and she tried pressing them one by one.

The headlights on the front of the car immediately turned on, and then the small lights mounted on the ceiling of the car body also lit up.

"Wow..." This place is like paradise to Mo Xueyao, because there are unknown devices everywhere, and they are all made from various waste materials.

"Very impressive."

"Yes! The most romantic thing in the world is turning trash into treasure!"

At the very back of the bus was a simple wire bed with a mat on it and two bedside tables next to it.

The bedside tables are completely different in style; one is made of scrap wood, and the other is made of scrap metal.

Once outside the bus, Mo Xueyao discovered that the roof also had a design. A staircase made from flattened old oil drums led to the roof, which turned out to be a restaurant with tables and chairs. A record player was placed at the front, seemingly for people to enjoy their meals.

"This can fit at least two tables... Just one table can seat eight people, wow..."

"We can invite everyone to a gathering here next time."

“Yes! This is absolutely the perfect place for a party!” Mo Xueyao sat at the dining table, squinting her eyes, not even wanting to get down.

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(two)

The bus is the room on the first floor. In addition, next to the bus shell, there is a completely open kitchen - the countertop is made of marble, and the other parts look like second-hand kitchenware that was picked up from a flea market.

Although old, they were all cleaned up and looked like they could be used normally.

The only room that has been partitioned off on the first floor is the washroom.

My father was quite extravagant this time; this washroom could practically be used as a small public bathroom. Of course, it's also possible that he found some discarded sinks from a school first, which is why he decided to do it this way…

Upon entering, the first thing you see is a row of handwashing basins exactly like the ones at the entrance of the school toilets. There are three basins in total, but the faucets are the old-fashioned blue-green ones, and the water taps can even be pulled off like a key.

The toilets were nothing special; probably due to budget constraints, they used squat toilets, and there were two of them. Further on was the bathroom, a bathroom where at least two people could shower together—because it had two showerheads installed…

The bathroom is probably the best-renovated place here; the floor and walls are tiled, and even the showerhead and shelves are brand new.

Of course, the most interesting thing was the little corner before entering the bathroom, where there was a locker-style cabinet, all with keys with number tags stuck in them. This made Mo Xueyao seriously suspect that her father had picked it up from some closed-down bathhouse...

Of course, putting aside its strange style, it is indeed very convenient to use for storing clothes.

To accommodate this row of lockers, this small corner even had two doors installed, turning it into a proper changing room.

In the middle is a wooden bench, and against the wall is a half-mirror—the metal frame on the outside was obviously added later.

As for why it's only half, it's probably because... the other half is already broken, right?

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(three)

"Upstairs, there can't be any more, right?" Mo Xueyao stepped onto the wooden stairs leading upstairs, both expectant and excited. "It shouldn't be, right? It's only been a few days. It's already impressive that they could finish all this. Dad can't be that capable, can he?"

"We'll know once we go up and take a look," Li Wanyan gently nudged her shoulder.

"Hmm... I'd like to see what other surprises Dad has in store for us..."

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Chapter 307 Treehouse

(One)